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Chatty Cathy

Paisley has found her voice and she is using it to her fullest potential these days.  It seems like over the past month, her vocabulary is blossoming.  She already was ahead of the curve at her 12 month appointment by knowing more words than our pediatrician expected.

But now she seems to be learning at least one new word every day.  And she'll repeat everything like a little adorable parrot.  Except not so cute when the word she chooses is "crap" out of a paragraph with 50 words...

Today her word is "happy".  And it is sweet.  I'll ask, "are you happy?" and she'll say "happy, happy, happy".  She says it cuter than anything I've ever heard other than "mama".  And I like to think that it's because she actually is happy...

Also this week, we were getting ready to leave for the clinic and I said "let's go bye-bye".  She turns and starts marching towards the front door saying "hut-two, hut-two".  Not even quite sure where she got that since we don't exactly practice military like behavior in our house, but I loved it anyways.

Crazy how many times a day she makes me laugh now with what she says and the things she does.  Looking forward to seeing what next month has in store for us!

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  1. kkasunJanuary 13, 2012 at 7:00 AM

    Sooooo cute!!!! Happy is a great word to learn!!!!

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  2. FaithJanuary 13, 2012 at 9:02 AM

    She sounds adorable! She needs to come over here and school Jax...he is way behind in the language department. If he hits 18 months with the little bit of language he has (he doesn't even call me mama and Jason dada yet!) then we have to call early intervention:(. Oh well, he's a happy little guy and gets his point across pretty well! Still, I think Paisley could teach him a thing or two, lol!

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  3. SarahJanuary 13, 2012 at 10:02 AM

    Awww she definitely does sound happy! Must be amazing to hear her speak all these new words :) Especially, "crap." haha

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